And at least the squad has got a place to go. Like the Florida Atlantics and Arizona States of the world, Harvard begins playing sooner rather than later—in this case, flying south in little more than a week. On March 5, the Crimson opens a four-game weekend set against Texas Tech and Air Force in sun-scorched Lubbock, Texas.

Two, we’ve got a diversion those suntanned Sunbelt-ers don’t: college hockey. Women’s college hockey. If you’re just joining us from Neptune, go see a weekend series. It’s the stuff that will make you pine for more winter days.

Three, there’s nothing you can do about it—the weather, that is. But that doesn’t mean you’re powerless.

Take the squash court example. It’s simple, really. Wipe the cobwebs off your mitt, get your roommate and pack it for Hemenway. You’re ready to go.

On sunny days, chuck the ball in the Yard, the MAC quad, or the Quad. Ignore terrified, icy glares from alarmed passers-by. Keep chuckin’.

In the spirit of Harvard baseball, think about other ways to “usher in” the spring season on your own time. Put away the ski cap and bust out the sweat-stained ball-cap. Deactivate weatherbug. Put on your shorts. Refuse to wear a jacket.

Harvardians should soak the rays when they possibly can—and the coming weeks will gradually bring promise, chirping birds and, best of all, the dizzying aroma of wet-cut grass. But springtime, like baseball, doesn’t have to wait.

So instead of inducing ulcers about the Sunbelt’s good fortune this February, open your arms and take spring as you may. Baseball is coming soon, and there’s nothing Mother Nature can do to stop it.

—Staff writer Alex McPhillips can be reached at rmcphill@fas.harvard.edu.